 Why don't you give up? Give up? Singing is my life, Robert. It is, huh? Of course, I've been lucky. There's the radio and the records and the jukeboxes, but I dare say I'd have been a singer 200 years ago, weren't you? I ignore that and repeat, Bob, that 200 years ago, I still could have made a living with my pipes. Are you kidding? I suppose composers like Mozart and Beethoven would have been writing songs for you. Not wholly impossible. I can see myself asking Ludwig von Beethoven to knock out a little ditty for me. Almost sounds as if we're going into a sketch. Could be. Mm-hmm.